After attending all my classes, which drained the life out of me by the way, I made my way back to my apartment building which was within about a 10 minute walking distance of campus. Reaching into my bag, I fish for my keys and click my tongue when I couldn't find it as fast as I would like. When I finally find my keys, I insert the key into the hole. Wanky. And turn the doorknob, entering my humble abode.
Immediately my ears are met with the sound of music, which seems to be blaring from the kitchen. Closing the door behind me, I throw my bag on the couch and move in the direction of the kitchen. Ugh I'm so hungry. Should have eaten something. When I reach the kitchen the first thing I see is a shirtless Jay, wearing some sweats and who seems to be preparing dinner. By the aromas wafting through the air, it seems we're having spicy risotto tonight. Jay's a terrible cook but his sweet and tries so I don't say anything when he does happen to cook.
Slowly, one by one I remove my heels and twinkle my toes while I place my babies at the foot of the kitchen threshold. I then proceed to slowly sneak up behind him and happen to hear him humming along to Chris Brown's 'Run it'. Personally, I think his music is not that great, good for when you want to dance and party, but the words have no meaning behind them. Jay, however, is crazy about his music. Coming up behind him I snake my arms around his mid-section and feel him jump. I laugh and lightly peck him on his right shoulder blade which in turn causes his body to relax and laugh with me.
"Mayaaaaaaaa", he whines like a little kid and turns around to embraces me in a bear hug. "You know I hate it when you do that.", he mumbles against my forehead.
Lifting my head from underneath his chin I reply, "Yeeeeaaaah, but I just love making you jump like that." I say in a flirty manner which makes Jay wiggle his eyebrows at me. I place a long closed mouth kiss on his lips and feel him sigh against me. Pulling back I look him in the eyes and realise they're black as night. Yup, knew it, turned him on.
"So, risotto for dinner yeah babe?" I say while pulling myself away from him making him groan. He proceeds to slap my ass for doing that to him and I squeal, giving him a flirty look as I sit down on one of the chairs at the kitchen island.
"How was your day babe?" I asked, putting a spoon of the risotto Jay placed in front of me into my waiting mouth. Ugh I seriously need to teach him how to cook. Holding the food in my mouth I don't chew at all and just swallow it.
"Was cool. Worked out a bit. You know. Keeping my sexy body in shape for you." He says while flexing his muscles and winks at me.
Deciding to mess with him a bit I say, "hmm...I don't know babe...you seem to be losing tone." And make a point by placing my left hand on his right bicep and squeeze. "Yup. Definitely losing tone.".
Jay gives me a look that screams 'are you fucking serious, I'm literally Zeus'. Laughing at the expression on his face he realises that I'm just messing with me and says rhetorically while shaking his head, "You know you're lucky I love you right?". I decide to answer him back anyway because, well, I can and I'm me. Placing my left hand to my forehead and titling my head back I dramatically reply, "Oh! Zeus! The luckiest!".
Laughing at my antics he then asks me the same question I asked him just a few moments ago. "Sooooooo, how was your day babe?".
Humming contently I put my spoon back on my plate and place my elbow on my thigh and pop my chin on my palm. "My day...", I drift off and think back to my encounter with Paige and all that happened. I'm probably over thinking everything, it's probably not that serious anyway. She was just charming that's all. Deciding not to tell Jay everything because duh that would be awkward I settle for, "It was cool. Got assigned a film maker to shoot my one man stage production. She's pretty cool actually. Oh which reminds me, I'm going to need your help with lighting."
"No prob babe." Jay tells me. "I'm just glad you're working with a girl. Don't want no guy checking out my woman." Jay then gets up and collects our plates, one still piled with food and places a kiss on my forehead.
"Come on babe. Let's go to bed." Jay stretches his hand out for me which I take and he scoops me up bridal style, making me laugh tiredly.
Wrapping my arms tightly around his neck and snuggling closer to his bare chest, I allow myself to fall asleep while he carried me to bed.